Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 265

Sylvia’s POV:

“I have proof.” I looked at Ethan with calm confidence.

“Lies!” Richard exploded, turning purple from rage.

Ethan turned to face him with a stern look. “Be quiet and let her finish,” he scolded in a low voice. Then, he turned to me and nodded, indicating I should keep talking.

“Before the parade, somebody handed me a note. It said that Prince Richard was going to drug Prince Rufus so that he will go crazy and kill someone in public,” I explained.

“And where is this supposed note?” Ethan asked cautiously.

I looked around. Good. Many werewolves were present. If Richard refused to admit to his crimes right now, the public would gossip and crucify him later.

I pulled out the note from my pocket and handed it to Ethan solemnly.

Of course, Richard didn’t dare to snatch it. He could do nothing but watch gloomily as Ethan read the note.

Ethan’s noble expression immediately darkened. “Richard, you’d better have a good explanation for this.”

Richard immediately put on the look of a filial son and said softly, “Father, don’t you trust me? How could I do such a thing to hurt my own brother? Besides, Lucy is pregnant with my child. I would never do anything that would hurt her. I’ve been looking forward to having a child for the longest time. You can’t just believe some random slave’s claims! If you convict me on the grounds of some scribbled note, you’ll be making a big mistake.”

I couldn’t help but sneer viciously. “Prince Richard, you’re such a good actor!”

Richard shot me a murderous glare. “I’m not acting. I’m telling the truth and nothing but the truth. Plus, I’ve barely even talked to you before. Why the hell would you forge a note to frame me? Did Rufus order you to do this? Or are you colluding with Rufus to cause conflict between me and the lycan king?”

“Enough! Richard, shut up!” Ethan exploded impatiently.

Richard’s mouth clammed shut immediately, but he continued to glare at me sulkily.

Not to be outdone, I subtly stuck my tongue out at him. What a creep!

Ethan held up the note and read it again carefully. Finally, he sighed and turned to me. “A note isn’t enough to prove that it was Richard who did it. Do you have any other evidence for your claims?”

I thought for a while then nodded resolutely. “How did you come here? Did you happen to see any moon grass on your way here?”

Ethan hesitated. “No. Moon grass usually grows in the depths of the mountains. It’s rare to see them in everyday life.”

“What kind of bullshit are you going on about? Why would you even mention moon grass?” Richard burst into weird laughter, deliberately interrupting my conversation with Ethan. A panic look flashed in his eyes. Although it passed quickly, I still noticed it.

I snorted, “What’s the matter, Prince Richard? Is the guilt getting to you? How could you claim not know about the moon grass?”

As I spoke, I took my phone out of my pocket and handed it to Ethan. “I took this video on my way to the manor. As you can see, there was a lot of moon grass that led to the manor. If you didn’t see them on your way here, then they must’ve been cleared beforehand. There could only be one reason why someone would go through such an effort—that was, to lead Prince Rufus to the manor with the moon grass. I swear on my life that every word I say is true.”

Smiling faintly, I turned to look at Richard, who was fumbling, flustered. “Prince Richard must’ve thought that his plan was perfect. I doubt he expected that someone would pass that road and take a video before the moon grass was cleared away.”

After studying the footage with a gloomy expression, Ethan looked up to glower at Richard.

Just as I was about to taste victory, Ethan turned to me. His eyes flashed with emotions that I couldn’t understand. “The evidence does prove that Rufus was set up, but none of it proves that Richard was the perpetrator. If you don’t have any other evidence, you will be charged with slandering a member of the royal family.”